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 Jan 2016 Haydn Swan
Rose
Walls
 Jan 2016 Haydn Swan
Rose
There I go
I lost again
A competition
No one else was in
Me against
My very own
Self against
The outside world
Locked in a groove
Of "Not this
Not that
Just a fool"
So I stay home
Scratch the walls
Till the overgrowth
Is gone
thank you for being my "dark place"
 Jan 2016 Haydn Swan
Rose
I saw you
I'm not afraid
I saw you
Living inside me
I saw you
And I'm not afraid

Blue poison
You sleep in my veins
And memories
Just memory
Drives me insane

Let me live in this place
Let me get to your face

Blue poison
Remember my name
 Jan 2016 Haydn Swan
Rose
hunger
like towering walls
of water

i won't give in though i
crave crave crave*


they won't let me get drunk
won't let me do drugs
won't let me do nothing
so nothing gets done


two miserly words
self sabatoge
When I close my eyes.
Find you nearby.
It is just like the real world.
Chilly wind and too cold.
When I open my eyes.
With full of tears.
Coming out of the world.
Where you are special to have & to hold.
Out of my fantasy world.
I miss you and die.
To see you in my life.
I have to close my eyes.
None understand it and nobody cares.
Only listening our story and big cheers.
Just like music tune in their ears.
It is you only please
Understand my imaginary world.
Where you are enfolded with gold.
Where love couldn't be sold.
When I close my eyes
I feel,I am a king.
And you my Queen.
And you fairy with wings..
Holding my hand & flying so high.
One world to another world
No barriers no boundaries..
When I close my eyes.
Sun rays salute you.
Moon kisses you.
Morning wishes you.
Evening invites you.
And night waits you..
When I close my eyes.
For a short while.
To see your smile.
Your dashing style.
Your name in my hearts file.
When I close my eyes.
I lost in my world.
It is too radiant and shine.
Because here you are mine.

By shaffu..
 Jan 2016 Haydn Swan
phil roberts
All of the shining mad ones
With their heresies of reality
And other visions and other voices
Are not diminished
By the multitude of choices
That is their truth
Upon each waking day

They are woken by the howl
From beyond the first ear
And into the deeper mind
Where there is other language
And blinding colours of emotion
For madness has the purity of pain
That martyrs can only long for

                                           By Phil Roberts
I know this is a "difficult" poem but, it's a difficult concept. I felt that I had to try it in the interest of empathy.
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before a golden
bowl she stands
crystal sceptre
in her hands
~
exquisite form
bone china face
possessed of
perfect poise
and grace
~
hair so fine
lustrous, rich
like cornsilk platinum
to bewitch
~
eyes of wisdom
seas untold
revealing naught
but deepest
SOUL
~
encrusted sheath
shows hips that flare
diaphemous sleeves
lift with the air
~
oval jaw
cheekbones strong
her lips move
in elvish song
~
what does she know
that lights her eyes
violet
profoundly
wise
~
but sadness fills her
as she sings
she can't possess
The one
great
RING
~
mistress of
the wooded lands
monarch
noble
ethereal
GRAND
~
before a bowl
she casts her spell
immortal
queen

GALADRIEL


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SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/30/2015
all rights protected
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as a child i was fascinated by
JRR Tolkien
especially with the elves

GALADRIEL
was one of my favorite characters
beautiful beyond compare
wisdom profound as oceans
and
TERRIBLE IN POWER

i wanted to be like her
but in my humanity
could not

yet i
DEAMED
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